The big "Q"

"Q" in this case stands for Quartzsite and not question. We are in Quartzsite Arizona. If you haven't heard about this, and I have only learned about in the last year or so. It is a large chunk of the Arizona desert that is filled with RV'ers. There is no electricity, no water and no place to dump your holding tanks. There are places to do that but you have to drive your rig to them.

Our little piece of desert

View out our window looking north.

People come out to the desert for a cheap place to live for the winter. $180.00 for the entire season or you can pay $40.00 for 2 weeks. And that fee lets you get water and dump your tanks and garbage. This part of the desert is BLM (Bereau of Land Management) land and run by the BLM. The weather is warm and there is usually lots of sunshine. We have always wanted to try it  since we heard about it. Although since we have been here the last 2 days it has been fairly windy. There is even a section for Nudists if you where so inclined. Who knows we may move over there so be prepared for lots of pictures in the future.

What really amazes me is the amount of people that come out here to stay for the winter or just a few weeks. You have hundred thousand dollar rigs all set up with solar panels.

And you have a person like this living in a wooden box on wheels. He is actually living in this thing. But he is equipped with solar panels.

Here is another person living in this outfit.

There are all types of RV's. Big, small, old and new. There is even one person living in a boat. But I don't have a picture of that one.

What also strikes me as funny is how terratorial people get with thier little camps. The desert is huge, but if you get too close to some one else they will let you know about it. It already happened to us. People stake out thier claims by making little rock borders. So that is what Lisa and I did yesterday. Our neighbor who is about 50 yards away comes over and is shaking his head. I ask him how he is doing and he says "fine, until I see this rock wall, we drive our truck through here." He was talking about our little rock border. I told him he can drive over it if he wants. He then leaves shaking his head. Maybe he should have built a border around his spot then. Now I have to sit on our steps with my shotgun to protect my rock wall. People are strange.

I mentioned the wind earlier. Here is are some pictures of the dust blowing through.

Well that is my little take on the "Q". If there is more to add in the future I will. Beer time!